Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1887-04-02

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Martinsburg, he won't get any thanks
for it.
Now that the Inter State Commerce
Bill says that editors are no longer
passengers; "they say" there are
some of them in town who havn't the
heart to try to "pass even euchre
deck.
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The buildings were sold off the
county's great big pastoral poem, the
Fair Ground, last Saturday. Like
lots more of the same sort, it died
with the most of its music Sin" it ;
and now it is suggested as resort
where the Sweet Pickles aud the
Personal Beauties may play at base
ball. Alas, to what base uses; why
not say Tennis, and give the girls a
chance to develop some muscular
force in way that society approves,
and which is more popular generally
than household calisthenics.
The Statesman is quite right in tell
ing the people that while they clamor
for good performances, they are not
willing to pay prices which will
secure good talent.
We are not fond of being told that
we are behind the times, in any sense.
We claim to be rank and file with
neighboring cities of our size and
population, in everything branded
with progress. But the fact remains
that in the matter of art and the
drama, our population are "away
down yonder." A clog dance and a
burnt cork combination will "draw"
like chimney in March, while a
drama like Monte Cristo,-with the
finest of acting and scenic effects, such
as are seldom given better in the
cities, begging. We have an
unenviable reputation abroad in this
respect, and it's not on the mend very
fast, either.
The Nashville Students gave an ex-
cellent concert ON Tuesday night; all
of them are good singers, some eX-
ceptionally fine, notably Messrs.
Moore and Carey, who were recalled
and indulgently tired themselves out
in behalf of the audience.
Mr.. P. A. Cunningham has bought
the Bridge of Signs, [small size,] not
exactly to take pictures with las our
esteemed contemporary puts it, but as
a bit of scenic effect. No LEAK Wal
tons need apply-nor yet poets who
feel like posing SO fashion-"I stood
on the bridge at midnight" "Pat,"
don't take any moonlight or lamp
light pictures, but he can throw in a
first class Bayou scene with real live
"gator" to the fore. He is not very
big yet but if you lean over the bridge
and stir him up 1.-THE gatorl with a
sharp stick he will photograph i'm
mense, and if his name don't kill him
he will doubtless grow in size and
beauty. He is trained to not kiss the
ladies unless he is requested to, so you
needn't be afraid of him. Anent the
scenery, Pat " knows how to make
a good picture.
Master Eugene Hollis mourns the loss
of one of his Billy Goats. 1t was remov-
ed by dose of poison accidentally or
purposely administered with judicious
effect by somebody who hasn't yet con-
fessed TO knowing anything about it,
This breaks up the cute little :" team. "
and Master Hollis may be comforted to
know that the peoples sympathy is in
proportion to their Indignation that such
small " business as poisoning is indulg-
ed in in this town where everybody
knows his neighbours business, his dog.
his cat, his goat, or anything that is his
neighbors and are interested in each
other g habits. tastes and general welfare,
( to a wonderful and fearful extent
Queen Victoria has declined to ac-
cept a Jubilee Cheese made from the
milk of $500 Canadian cows. No
wonder.
Somewhere i'll the old hooks of the cap
itol at Washington are the papers taken
from John Brown at Harper S Ferry
Repeated efforts have been made to find
them, but in vain. Recently New
York publisher spent considerable time
and money in the search for the docu-
ments. The papers were left at the CAPT.
toll by the Senate committee of Investiga-
ton appointed by the Thiriy-fifth Con-
gress. There was a trunkful of them
originally, and among them Brown 3
diary. On his list of colleagues Fred
Douglass was marked unreliable. =
Er. LEONE.
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